My next premium story is available on
Smashwords and Amazon, the first in a series of stories called White-Collar
Werewolf. Not only will this blog feature a delightful coupon for my loyal
viewers, but now my blog will be the only venue to feature exclusive text from
the juiciest parts of my stories – stuff that is too vivid to belong in book
descriptions.
Richard Underman lives an average life -
for a newly sired werewolf. He lives in a quiet neighborhood, drives an
unreliable car, and works a soul-sucking corporate job under the stunning yet tyrannical Danielle
Pennington. When overtime work traps him in the office on the night of a full
moon with his gorgeous and fertile boss, Richard finds his situation becoming
very furry – and fast.
Over ten-thousand words tell Richard’s
wolfish tale in this first installment in the White Collar Werewolf series.
Themes of werewolf transformation, dominance/submission reversals, naughty office
setting, werewolf-on-human sex, knotting, and impregnation accompany this
story, and will certainly appeal to those out there that like a rough and
primal sexual adventure.
Also gracing my shelves this week are my
newest story covers! I have raised enough money from my fledgling story sales
to afford professional pictures. I will be updating my previous works with more
appropriate artwork, and will be branding new works with my newfound art collection
well into the future. If anyone finds particularly striking photos on DepositPhotos during this month, let me
know so I can snatch them up!
Here is a preview too naughty for the
preview sections of Smashwords or Amazon, but not too naughty for my loyal blog
viewers:
“Bad
dog! You dirty mongrel, stop!" The timbre of her voice rose, a high-pitch
that hung on as I panted between her legs. I couldn’t help myself. I huffed in
her intoxicating scent, getting drunk from her overwhelming feminine musk. I
had to taste this alpha bitch.
“Ohhh,
you bad dog!” She quailed and shook as my hot tongue lapped her drooling quim
from her inner thighs. The delicious grool disappeared into my hungry mouth, my
wolfish instincts not allowing me to savor her taste but rather compelling me
to devour more. The moment my eager licking reached her thong-covered pussy her
tiny hands clamped down around my ears.
“Oh god, oh gooood,” she moaned, unable to control her shaking legs. Her hands felt so good clenching around my ears, a trick my sire taught me rather quickly during my first change. I punished her impudence by biting through the thin triangle of fabric covering her sex and growled, a muffled sound that reverberated between her legs and resonated through her overly-sensitive sex. That got to her.
“Oh
shit! Shit, that feels too good!” She tugged on my sensitive ears, as if
imploring me to growl even louder. I did. My tongue found its way into her
tight hole, the slime of my saliva mixing with the cream of her juices deep
within. I nuzzled the little nub of her clit while feeding on her feminine cum,
and that feasting sent her over the edge.
“Mmmm!”
Danielle Pennington quavered and bucked on her desk like a caught fish. If it
wasn’t for her thighs clamped around my skull and hands gripping my ears for
dear life she would have thrown herself off the desk. Gushes of her feminine
juices poured into my maw, staining my muzzle with her ambrosial cream. The
excess dripped wetly onto the paperwork strewn beneath her.
The
feast had only sharpened my hunger pangs, the sort that tested the patience and
straining of my loins. The alpha bitch laid supine across her desk, barely able
to catch her breath while constrained in the tightness of her blouse. I
remedied that.
“No!
That's expensive - Nooo!” she protested as my claws bisected her fine blouse,
the buttons flying in every direction. The shredded remains flopped open like
the broken wings of a pale bird on either side of her carefully tanned
midsection. Danielle tried to hide the dark lace of her bra like a shy
schoolgirl. That was a mistake.
She let
out a fearful squeal when I pinned her arms hard to the table and bared my
fangs mere inches above her face. She trembled, knowing she crossed me. “B-bad
dog, don't you dare!” the little lamb threatened, “Be a good boy, you nasty
mutt-” I snapped my jaws in her face, and she relented, “S-sorry! I’ll be good,
just calm down!”
Better.
The former alpha would learn her place as my beta, step by step. I let up, and
with one stroke I sliced apart her lacy bra. She winced, but let the silky
flaps fall free from her firm tits without resisting. I would take this bitch
bare. The same fate befell her black skirt and ripped panties, all torn apart by
my eager paws. She whimpered as her business attire now barely clung to her in
ragged strips, completely ruined.
Yet her
pussy glistened and drooled with fresh cum and warm saliva, and she didn’t dare
deny my view of her wet sex. The blond kept her mound neatly trimmed, a little
triangle of golden hair above her pink folds. However enticing it would be to
breed her right then, her earlier defiance could not go unpunished. Even a
lovely trembling bitch needed to learn who the real alpha was...
I want to give a big thank-you to my
enthusiastic and helpful Alpha reader, who has helped all three of my published
stories thus far a great deal. He will be receiving a free copy of the
completed work. I also will invite anyone else who is interested in becoming an
Alpha Reader to refer to my post detailing application for it, as well as
provide everyone who takes the time and pleasure to read my blog a 67% off coupon
for my story on Smashwords until September 6th. The coupon code is: FJ22Q
Remember, I could use all the comments
and ratings I can get about my books on Smashwords and Amazon, and I love
reading what readers think of my efforts. My next writing project will be
picking up on my Ashley’s Dark Awakening series where I left off, and of course
that whole main series will remain a free work for everyone to enjoy.
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